Small NikPrice blurb where you’re Price’s kid and he takes Nikolai home to meet reader.
Gender and age aren’t specified (probably around teenager I think)
1753 words, not proofread because I’m so fucking tired I can update it later. Also I haven’t written a lot in general so it might be shitty so enjoy
Also here it is @thejohnlockedfemboy! Thanks for advice
Sunday. Oh, your favorite day. Saturday your dad always came home to see you, always late at night. Far past how late you could stay up- though you had definitely attempted to be there for when he came. It never worked. You got too tired. But then it meant that you could wake up to him there! Like Christmas every weekend.
Your mother had died when you were younger. It had just been you and your dad for the longest time, and it was great. He didn’t have anyone else to care about, so you got plenty of attention when he came home. Movie nights and getting dinner together was frequent, cramped in before Monday when he left again.
Today was another Sunday. Oh, oh Sunday. Your eyes slowly opened and attempted to close your mouth the moment you heard your own snores, realizing how dead asleep you must’ve been. The soft light from the rising sun drifted into the room, the shadows from the potted plants in your window providing a cute sight on the wall across from your bed. You shifted around in the pile of pillows until you were at least halfway sitting up.
God, were you tired. Gently rubbing your eyes and glancing around your room. Sure, your half asleep state realized it was the weekend, but it was when you eyes hit the small calendar on the wall that you remembered your dad was home today that they opened fully.
Quickly getting dressed and still looking tired, you rushed downstairs. Each step getting less drowsy you started to smell your favorite breakfast, eggs Benedict, and hear Price’s footsteps as he made them for you. And reaching the landing your smile widens as he turns back to you with the exact scene you pictured.
He nodded his head towards the table with one swift motion, the smile on his face seeming almost nervous. In curiosity of the nod and the fact he hadn’t even spoken a word yet, you glanced over, expecting a- well, you didn’t really have anything in mind. But what you most definitely WEREN’T expecting, was a large, almost 6’3” beefy dude- and you had seen plenty of military dudes- with greasy black hair and a whole vibe that you didn’t even need him to speak to realize he was Russian or something of the sort.
It uh- it was a little startling. You couldn’t help the small confused and slightly distrusting look from creeping onto your face.
Price gently switched the burner off, finishing off your eggs and handing them to you on your favorite green plate, placing it in your hands and taking your shoulders to spin you around to face him and not the table where the man was sitting awkwardly. He gave you that small, warm smile with the smile lines showing clearly, and bent down a little to get more on your level before speaking.
“…this is Nikolai.” he said carefully, like he was talking to a scared animal. Which- oh, you kind of were, with how confused and almost on edge you were. Not that you tried to be as you continued to listen. “He’s going to be staying here for a little, okay?”
He waits patiently for a few beats until you seem to snap out of whatever you had been thinking, which even you weren’t really tracking. It was just weird, to have someone else with just you and your dad in your home, what was usually your time to be alone- for when he was gone- and safe space, for when he was here. Someone new being here was something you had never really thought about. You just decide to give a small nod.
Price stands there, eyes boring into you and trying to figure out if you’re really fine or not. He takes a breath, closing his eyes and letting his head fall a little. It stayed like that for a moment. The random man-nikolai- sitting there watching nervously, you standing there awkwardly not sure what was fully going on, and your dad looking just- tired.
Eventually he tilted his head back up to look back at you, rubbing the side of his face, eyes shifting to the man and back to you. “He’s uh-“ he struggled at the attempt to explain, and wincing at the fact he had already started badly.
It was interrupted by the soft whistle of the kettle back in the kitchen.
Sighing and straightening back up, he went back to grab the pot and three glasses, two with your and Price’s favorites, earl grey and lemon, then seeing him make some black tea. Presumably for Nikolai. What caught your attention though, was he used two of the mugs you had gotten him for Father’s Day, and yours was from one of your birthdays. Like the new guy was supposed to also be your dad.
And of course you’re not stupid. Your dad never truly treated you like a child, in the sense that he wasn’t afraid to tell you about things going on in the world, or was never too controlling while still being a fantastic dad. But he seemed to be on the edge on how to explain this situation. Wanting to be nice, but not condescending. Your voice cut through before he could look even more pathetic “are you two dating?” You had always been blunt as a child. This wasn’t that new.
There was another pause in the room, he had been carrying all the teacups and just paused to peek at NIkolai at the table, who had now gone rigid and was still, trying not to intervene. Price let out a small sigh and nodded, “yeah. Or at least something like that.” a beat. “I'm sorry it’s so out of the blue.” he mumbled, almost seeming guilty, that much showing through on his expression. “Are you okay with that?”
You weren't 100 percent sure how to answer. You loved having your dad to yourself, and that guy looked rather imposing. Maybe you were nervous about being forgotten. You didn't love it, until you noticed the way he had been glancing at Nikolai. You might've not remembered your mother much, but there were photos around the house. And the way he looked at your mother in those pictures- it was the same way he looked at Nikolai. After a quiet moment you gave a nod. Of course you wanted him to feel like that.
The first thing you felt right after that was two arms wrapping around you suddenly, and with Price standing there you realized it must’ve been Nikolai. It didn’t fully help whatever state you were in with your feelings about him. Tilting your head up you could see exactly how happy he looked, eyes shut and grinning. Still holding you he turned back to Price and in a very thick russian accent- yeah you were right about the russian thing- he spoke “ah i’ve always wanted a malysh,” causing your dad to smile a little, and start back up walking so he delivered all the cups to the table and sat down in his own seat to watch Nik hugging you. He was definitely happy both of you were getting along.
But on the inside you couldn't stop the sneaking feeling of being left out. You wanted him to be happy, but you didn't want to be forgotten. Breakfast went on as usual, the nice teas and eggs not swaying the doubt in your mind. But you shoved it all down for this one meal. Occasionally introducing stuff about yourself to Nik- though it was mainly them talking, and him telling you stuff about himself. He just reminded you a lot of the other people you had met from your dad’s work. But clearly he saw a difference, so whatever.
After breakfast was done you headed upstairs, figuring you’d sort your emotions and thoughts out up there. But instead you just got distracted and shoved them down more. Forgetting to eat or even leave your room the entire day, you only noticed how late it was getting when you needed to turn a light on thanks to the soft light from the sun going down. You let out a small groan when you realized your plan to feel better resulted in you being more annoyed at the idea of being left alone than you were a few hours ago. Rather counter productive.
Once it was about 6 o’ clock you heard a quick and quick knock on the door, an honestly nice interruption of both your thoughts and reading. Putting down your book you tilted your head up to see Price’s head peeking through the door. “Dinner’s ready,” he said with your favourite smile. You nodded and decided to suck it up for a bit longer. Untucking the blankets from under you and taking his hand you headed down the stairs with him.
While walking he kept a good pace and said, “I know you were faking it. I really am sorry it’s so sudden, and I know it's not your idea. So.. had an idea.” oh. Maybe you weren’t actually that subtle about it.
Right when you were planning to ask what said “idea” was, you smelled popcorn and hot chocolate. What you always had with your dad the nights he came back while you snuggled to watch some cheesy 80s film or a stupid comedy movie. A small grin creeped onto your face as you rushed down quicker to see… it faltered when you saw Nik there. What if he ruined it? This was always such a special time for you and Price. You just wanted to keep it like that.
Nikolai could see the change quickly, and his eyes softened, his accent just as thick as the first time. “I know you're not thrilled with me, but your father told me you liked movie nights.” Price gave a small nod behind you and- still with your hand in his, guided you down the stairs.
Now… you thought you’d be unhappy. You thought you'd be forgotten, or they’d love each other more. But squished in-between the two large men with monty python playing, buttered popcorn and your favourite snacks, your dad and you knowing every quote and Nick seeing the movie for the first time, you knew you wouldn’t be forgotten. And it would be different now. But not a bad different. Your father’s care was most definitely not erased, but instead doubled.
Let it be said and known, that despite whatever happens or whatever goes down with price and ghost in mw4 I will forever write John Price as Simon Riley’s father figure, his parental guide. No matter what bullshit activision throws at us with this stand off knife fight, Price will ALWAYS be Ghosts paternal figure in my world, heart, soul and head canon. Thank you and on that note goodnight, I trust you activision.
Dad’s Nikolai & John price, son Simon Riley and grandpa MacMillan forever.
NikPrice who are trying desperately to have date night but keep getting interrupted by their children asking questions through the ring camera
The worst part is that the questions start before the couple even leaves the house.
Nik is styling his hair and John is grabbing everything they need to head out when they both get the first ring notification of many to come.
Alex: I’m heading to Tesco, do you guys need anything?
John, over the speaker: No, we’re good, lad. Maybe ask your siblings.
Alex: Will do. Have fun on your date!
The next comes seconds before Nik pulls out of the driveway.
Gary: Did you buy any apple juice yesterday? Also, if there’s free bread at the restaurant, you should steal some.
John: Gary, we’re right behind you, you didn’t need to use the camera.
Gary: *looks at his dads in the car and then back at the camera, staring deeply into it*
John, sighing: Yes, there’s apple juice in the pantry. And we’ll try and bring home some breadsticks.
Gary: Okay! Bye, love you!! *runs back inside*
They manage to get seated at the restaurant before the next notification goes through.
Simon: Hey dads, can Johnny and I take Captain for a drive?
John is about to turn on the microphone and give a firm ‘absolutely not’ when Simon starts talking again.
Simon: I’m gonna take your silence as a ‘yes.’ Bye dads, see you later!
Before either man can react, he and Captain are sprinting off the porch and hopping into Johnny’s waiting car.
Nik, chuckling: When did that boy get so bold?
John, exasperated: I’m entirely blaming this behavior on you. You’ve always had a penchant for giving me headaches.
Nik just laughs louder.
After that, a new alert pops up consistently every 10 to 15 minutes. And everytime it’s something that very easily could have been said over text.
Gaz asking if a few of his football mates could come over to play video games.
Farah and Valeria arguing over which movie to should watch and trying to get another opinion.
Gary trying to convince them that he should be able to have more pet cockroaches.
Alex asking if his running leg would look more impressive to his crush (even though it’s really not meant for regular walking).
The fathers look at each video message with fond but very tired sighs. Their next date is definitely going to be a ‘no phones’ affair.
Their phones ding once again as they’re handed the check. It’s Simon, and he’s holding Captain up to the camera like the massive dog weighs nothing.
Simon: Captain wants ice cream. But, he’s a dog, and therefore has no money, so…
John doesn’t even answer, he just sends Si £20.
Si stands at the doorbell until he gets the notification that the money went through.
Simon: Thanks dad! Love you!! *he runs back to the car*
After that, all is quiet. And that makes both men very suspicious. When they get home, the house is still and quiet. Which is incredibly suspicious.
Worried that their children have someone managed to murder each other in the hour and a half that they were gone, they approach the house with caution. John is tense when they reach the door, and it almost feels like he’s back in his military days again, about to breach an enemy’s safe house.
He unlocks the door and lets it slowly swing open. Once he catches sight of the living room, he’s almost brought to tears.
The two large living room couches have been pushed together and piled high with blankets and pillows. The coffee table holds their favorite ice creams and wine, and the tv is cued up with a movie they’ve been meaning to watch for ages.
Nik turns to John with tears in his own eyes, but is cut off by the ring camera.
The image that greets them is all of their kids standing out on the porch.
Alex: We know we kept bothering you guys during dinner, so we thought we’d make dessert a little more peaceful.
Farah: Si, Gary, and Gaz are staying at Johnny’s. Alex is coming with me to Valeria’s. Enjoy your night. We love you.
A chorus of ‘love yous’ can be heard and then they head off their separate ways.
Nik, wrapping his arm around John: Those sneaky little shits. They must have used the back door.
John, giving Nik a kiss on the cheek: Maybe we should get a camera for out there too. The first one turned out to be a pretty good purchase.
(I’M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG THE LAST COUPLE WEEKS HAVE BEEN STRESSFUL 😭😭😭)(BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!)
I chose violence 😈 @stuffireadandenjoy @deeptrashwitch
Nik and Price getting into an argument one night because Nik's been acting a bit off all day.
Price knows that getting Nik to open up and talk about feelings or personal matters is like pulling teeth, but today it's worse. It's almost worse than the time he had to basically interrogate Simon into admitting he has feelings for Soap.
Nik eventually caves and admits something that absolutely breaks Price's heart and he just has no idea how to fix it.
Nik admits he feels "inadequate" to be one of Bailey's parents.
He's not good at helping with her panic attacks, or finding creative ways to get her to eat something without making it feel like a chore. He's not good at emotions anyways, and he's really struggling to communicate things appropriately with their autistic daughter. He just genuinely feels like nothing he does for her/by her is good enough, and that he's just leagues behind Price.
He admits it breaks his heart that she calls Price "Dad" but still calls him "Nik". He never thought he'd want to be a father. He genuinely never did think he'd ever make it that far in life.
But now? Now they have a daughter, technically, but he doesn't feel like her father.
Price is devastated. He had no idea his husband felt this way, and he's just heartbroken to know Nik would have taken this burden to the grave if he had to.
I can make this better or I can make it worse. I'll let yall decide which path this takes 😈
an: i love nikolai sm i can't explain why also wouldn't his offspring be so pretty??
NIKOLAI GOGOL AS YOUR HUSBAND
this man is genuinely so protective that it borders on yandere.
i also see him like i see dazai- insane by nature and a sprinkle of trauma, meaning he does things that would make you think he doesn't care about you, i.e. getting you in danger only for the thrill of saving you
nikolai loves it when you braid hir hair but he also happens to be very particular about it so he'll make you show him after
if it isn't the exact way he wants it i confidently can say he will make you redo it
nikolai doesn't brush his hair unless he's told to. i don't even see him sleeping much so when he does sleep he just doesn't think to brish it before or after bed
however his hair is still something really important to him so he can and will take amazing care of it
even when it isn't brushed it looks perfect
don't ask him to remove his eyepatch unless he initiates it first. just don't.
NIKOLAI AS A FATHER NIKOLAI AS A FATHER NIKOLAI AS A FATHER NIKOLAI AS A FATHER NIKOLAI AS A FATHER NIKOLAI AS A FA-
nikolai has muscles. sorry, sorry, i know some people are set on him being slim n twiggy but i reeeeeeeally don't see him that way at all
every day is leg day
adding onto his body i see him having scars everywhere. not as heavily as dazai but still a good amount. i also see some being infected as he doesn't know how/care enough to properly clean all of his wounds
he's jumpy. boing boing boy. he'll jump on you at any given time and if those calves of yours aren't ready to block the fall, you'll tumble right over and he'll think it's the funniest thing ever
he's so immature but he still knows what's right and wrong
i said he knows what's right and wrong but i didn't say he acted on it
i see him taking good care of his face tho??? like my guy has a whole skincare routine that he doesn't miss (ok that's a stretch but you get my point)
nikolai also wouldn't be afraid to wear makeup with you or just be your model in general to see what does and doesn't look good together
100% would love to wear matching nail polish styles together (if u want me to post some nikolai inspired nails that i find on pinterest lmk)
nikolai would probably have a thing with giving you random ass gifts based on random ass things he sees you doing. he sees you eating? new tupperware set the next day. he sees you writing? new pens and a journal the next day. he sees you walking? new shoes. swimming? bathing suit. just every day things that you wouldn't think/want a gift for, he thinks you need so he gets them for you
ik these weren't the best but lmk if you want more!
